"This is your room." Li Xin opened the door of the second bedroom, walked in slowly, and pointed casually. "There should be everything in this room, but no one has lived in it for a long time, so you have to clean it first."

"It's been a long time since I lived." Zeng Jingrou wiped the TV cabinet with her fingers, and then spun around the room. "It's all dusty, how long have you not cleaned it?"

Hearing this question, Li Xin was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a depressed mood: "Two years." When I came back from my hometown two years ago, I cleaned it once. ”

"Oh... Then I'll clean it up tomorrow. Zeng Jingrou saw that Li Xin's mood was wrong, so she immediately changed the topic. How to calculate water and electricity bills and property fees? ”

"Don't forget it, you can use it as you like." Li Xin shook his head, turned around and walked out of the second bedroom. "I'll get you the key."

Seeing Li Xin leaving, Zeng Jingrou didn't wait for him, so she checked it in the bedroom alone, a one-meter-eight big bed, a wardrobe with a sliding door, a writing desk, a TV cabinet, a backrest chair, an air conditioner, a TV... All the appliances that should be available are available.

Moreover, these furniture are new, I feel that no one has lived in the room at all, plus the high floor, wide view, such a good room, the rent is only 1,000 yuan, it is simply pie in the sky, if the landlord is not a man, it will be more perfect.

However, Zeng Jingrou is not worried about this, she has been a part-time graphic model for three years, what kind of man has never been seen, but she has never suffered from anyone, and this time will certainly be no exception.

Besides, it doesn't matter if it's an exception, this house is worth millions to say the least, even if you rent half of the landlord, then you don't suffer.

After checking the room, Zeng Jingrou walked out of the bedroom, ready to go to Li Xin to talk about the rent, but happened to meet Li Xin coming out of the master bedroom, so she took the initiative to ask: "That, when do you need to give you the rent?" Shall we sign a contract or something? ”

"Hehe, it's all free." Li Xin waved his hand and said with a smile: "How long you want to live, when and how much rent you want to pay, it's up to you." ”

Hearing Li Xin say this, Zeng Jingrou glanced at the other party vigilantly, and said cautiously: "This is not good, let me decide that these are not ......."

"Okay..."Li Xin raised his hand and interrupted Zeng Jingrou. The rent is meant to be written casually, so you're welcome. ”

Speaking of this, Li Xin paused, and then flickered: "Don't worry, whatever you say, you can do whatever you say, without any additional requirements and no other attempts." ”

That being said, there must be an attempt, but you can't say it to your face now, and you still know how to do it yourself.

Besides, a thousand yuan a month is worth a cent, and even the meal just now cost more than a thousand, if he collects these few cents, what is the difference between it and the classic old man written by Balzac?

Anyway, Zeng Jingrou will be her own person in the future, such a small amount of money should be regarded as pocket money given to her in advance, let her buy some rouge gouache, sexy underwear or something, and it will be more comfortable for herself to enjoy in the future, right?

"Well, you're the landlord, you have the final say. Since you take care of me so much, then I will definitely help you take care of the house! Zeng Jingrou thought about it for a long time before she agreed.

"Hehe, that's right!" Li Xin smiled triumphantly and handed a set of keys to Zeng Jingrou. "This is for you, the access card of the community, the key to the gate are all inside, and you will be half the owner of this house in the future."

After handing over the key to Zeng Jingrou, the two exchanged a few more words, and Zeng Jingrou said goodbye and left. Then, Li Xin saw that the time was not early, so he washed up and went to bed...

……………………

Another world, the Rin Wind Tribe

The chief's yurt was brightly lit, and in the middle of the room, there was a large woolen felt mat, and Chenfeng and the three elders sat around, and the gray horn was squatting on the ground, and the same things were placed on it.

"Chief, this is the spearhead and arrow that has just been built, please take a look." Gray corner laid out all kinds of iron tools, stood up and said respectfully.

Morrowind glanced at the iron tools, picked up one of the arrows casually, and observed it carefully for a moment before nodding: "Well, it is indeed good steel!" Have you tried all of these things? ”

"Tried it. Their steel mouths are so sharp that at close range, the best armor of our tribe can't stop them. And, look here......" Gray Horn picked up one of the spearheads, pointed at its tip, and said excitedly: "After the armor is broken, there are no chips, no curly blades, only a few slight scratches!" ”

"Tut-tut——!" The three elders next to him suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

"So sharp?! Show me the spearhead. Chenfeng snatched the spearhead, rubbed it lightly with his fingers, and looked at it carefully for a while, and then slowly praised: "Amazing, really powerful!" The steel is good, the dwarven blacksmiths are good, the blades are perfectly opened, and the fire is quenched. ”

Speaking of this, Morrowind suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly: "It seems that our previous broken copper and iron are really a waste of their craftsmanship." ”

"It'll be fine in the future! With these good steels, they will be useful in the future. Gray Horn said with a smile.

"yes, yes, these arrows are so exquisitely made, I'll have to let those dwarves build more in the future." Another elder was holding an arrow next to him, and he was also full of praise.

"Well, these dwarves should be put to good use." Morrowind nodded, thought for a moment, and then ordered, "Double their rations, and let them make all this steel into arrowheads as soon as possible." ”

"Yes! Chief Chief! Gray Horn hurriedly replied.

"Chief, after we run out of steel, will the angels give us some more?" Another elder asked.

"Not yet."

"And when?"

"He said it would be until the time when God believed in us completely." Morrowind frowned and said puzzledly, "I don't understand what he means either." He said that we should fully trust God and be willing to sacrifice everything for God, so that God can believe in us. Can any of you understand these words? ”

Hearing Chenfeng's words, the other three elders were all confused and shook their heads one after another.

Only the gray horn pondered there for a long time, and then said hesitantly: "Chief Chief, I have some ideas, I want you to think about it. ”

"Oh? Say it, then. ”

"I think that since I can't find a clue from the words, then simply don't look for it, and directly show the greatest sincerity, so that the angel will definitely be satisfied."

"Greatest sincerity?" Morrowind was a little confused.

"It's to be directly loyal to him!" Gray Corner said categorically.

"What?!" Morrowind asked in surprise, "Loyal to a human?" ”

"It doesn't matter what race he is!" Gray Horn pouted: "We just need his food and steel, it's not a way to do it all the time." Only by completely surrendering to him and getting a lot of food and steel from him can our tribe quickly become strong! ”

Slightly stunned, Chenfeng didn't expect the gray horn to be so direct, and after thinking for a while, he slowly spoke: "That being said...... But if you pledge your allegiance to him directly, I'm afraid it will attract revenge from the Thundering Tribe. Actually, I wanted to give those spell-casting Mithril plates first and see if I could satisfy him. ”

"Chieftain, although your few spell-casting Mithril plates are not bad, but the angels can even teleport at will, and they still look down on those things of yours? If he doesn't like it, then you can give it in vain, and it will make him feel that you are completely insincere, so that it will be difficult to talk to him again in the future. ”

"Hmm...... Your reminder also makes sense. Morning Wind nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Although direct allegiance is the most effective way, how should the Thundering Tribe deal with it?" ”

"I think it's the same if the Thundering Tribe retaliates against us or not, if we don't get rid of their oppression, we will all be dead ends sooner or later!" Gray Horn said in a deep voice.

Then, he waited for a moment, and when he saw that there was no objection, he continued to analyze: "Chief, you should also understand that the angel has countless grains in his hands, but our gold and Mithril plates are limited. It's okay to survive this winter, but what about next winter? As long as the Thundering Tribe doesn't stop fighting the werewolves, then they will keep asking us to pay tribute for food and livestock, how long can we survive? ”

Speaking of this, Gray Horn looked around, observed everyone's expressions, and then plucked up the courage to continue: "The Thundering Tribe will not fall, we will survive this year, but we will not survive next year!" Therefore, we must get the full support of the angel, use his food and steel to strengthen ourselves as soon as possible, and win over the surrounding small tribes, as long as we can gather a dozen small tribes, then we will be able to compete with the Thundering Tribe, and we will never have to pay tribute to it again! ”

After listening to Gray Horn's analysis, Morrowind digested it for a long time, and finally sighed: "Gray Horn, what you said is very reasonable, it is indeed necessary to prepare for the worst." But the stakes are high, so let me think about it first. ”

"Chief Chief, don't think about it anymore! This afternoon, the whole tribe knows about the angel conjuring food out of thin air and disappearing out of thin air in the tribe, and sooner or later the Thundering Tribe will also know! When they know, will we still have a chance to be loyal to the angels? Gray Horn anxiously persuaded.

"You're right!" Morrowind reacted suddenly, and he realized that he had ignored the greed of the Thundering Tribe, which was a fatal problem!

As soon as he thought of this festival, Morrowind couldn't help but say to himself uneasily: "If the Thundering Tribe knew...... The angels will either be invited away by them or scared away by them, and in either case, we will definitely die......"

Hearing the whisper of the morning wind, Gray Horn immediately became excited: "That's right! Ask the chief to make a decision early! That angel has countless grains and steel, whoever he is willing to support will be invincible, we have to strike first! ”

"It seems that this is the only way!" Morrowind looked around at everyone and asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else you would like to say, the elders?" ”

When several elders heard this, they shook their heads one after another.

"Well, I'll talk to the angel tomorrow if he's willing to accept allegiance......" Morrowind paused, then said with a sly grin, "Then we'll have a big game!" ”

"Playing big?" Gray Horn looked puzzled.

"Gray Corner, you are bold and smart, but your vision is still too small." Morning Wind smiled incomprehensibly, glanced at the people around him, and then said in a low voice: "Since you have torn your face, you can't just think about not paying tribute, we have to give the Thundering Tribe a big 'surprise'!" ”

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